Theorem of Wordiculture: Maybe she is a writer after all. You are reading a journal chronicling the proof of this theorem. Or not.
Sunday, 1 June 2014
flight. flee.
Forgetting
bemused it stands:
at the pedestal, in the story, out in the song
seeking wings, to crawl out of the hole,
to fill soil in the pipelines of history and
to breathe again
identities splashed across fences scream
to be torn down;
new plantations seeks slaves today.
yet
forgetting, in the dawn, wilderness stands
breathing heavily of agendas and porn
'Flight' and 'flee' are siblings born from the word 'fly' and yet, their plumages are very different. The act of flight (from the Old English fleogan) got confused with the act of running away (Old English fleon) in Middle English and 'flight' took on the onus of 'flee'. In Modern English, 'flight' exists in both normative forms, while the preterite marks the difference between an act of freedom and an emotion of freedom. 1
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Words assuming deeper meanings through this thought...lovely
ReplyDeleteappreciate it Moumita. Thank you
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